"Such a rich fruity aroma, what kind of fruit is that?"
"Maybe my eyesight is dazzled. Why do I feel that there is a layer of red light flashing on the surface of the fruit?"
"It's so magical. It looks like a beating heart."
"The red peel, is this the legendary red fruit?"
"It doesn't look like it, but it must be some kind of rare treasure."
"It's a pity that Mr. Xuangui's death is approaching, and the medicine and stone have already lost their effectiveness. Even if he eats the spiritual fruit, he may not be able to save his life."
"well……"
Even though everyone present was amazed at how extraordinary it was when they first saw the Dragon Transformation Fruit that was placed in a wooden box by the little boy's clone, more than anything else, they still sighed silently.
Ever since they learned that Lao Wugui had been eating the heavenly materials and earthly treasures that could prolong life, they no longer had high expectations for the so-called heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
Unless we find the spiritual fruits that in myths and legends can lead to immortality and live as long as the sky, such as the flat peach and the human fruit, which are born from the spiritual roots of heaven and earth, it may be possible to change the old turtle's fate of death.
But is this possible?
It's unrealistic when you think about it.
Even after the spiritual energy is revived, the ecological environment on the earth is constantly moving closer to the magnificent cultivation age in ancient times.
But myths and legends are myths and legends after all. No one here would think that the kid's clone and Chen Xiaozhi would find a legendary spiritual fruit comparable to the flat peach and the human fruit just by casually going out.
When they think about it, the brat's clone and Chen Xiaozhi are simply doing useless work, and in the end they will end up in vain.
The little kid's clone has no interest in knowing what other people are thinking.
He only cares about one thing now, and that is how to get the old turtle to eat the dragon fruit?
However, seeing the deathly aura gradually spreading throughout his body and his consciousness becoming blurred, the little kid's clone felt a headache.
He no longer had much hope in restoring consciousness to the old turtle.
Moreover, even if the old turtle wakes up temporarily, the brat clone still doesn't think it will have the strength to bite the dragon fruit.
As his mind raced, the little kid's clone just frowned and thought for a while, and soon let out a long sigh of relief.
Time waits for no one!
For the current plan, he couldn't care so much. Even if it was forced, he would pour the dragon fruit into the old turtle's belly.
As soon as he thought of it, the little boy's clone looked calmly and gently placed the wooden box containing the dragon fruit on the floor.
The next moment, the Dragon Transformation Fruit, as red as blood, slowly floated under the control of the little boy's clone.
Immediately afterwards, the little boy distracted his mind and thought, and the sword soul in his spiritual sea of consciousness immediately trembled slightly, and in an instant, surging spiritual power wrapped in an extremely sharp aura spurted out.
"Chi chi chi..."
Almost in an instant, the blood-red dragon fruit in front of the little kid's clone was cut into countless small pieces.
Every small piece is only as big as an ant, and the error is almost negligible.
After cutting the dragon fruit, the little kid's clone wrapped the small pieces and juice with its own spiritual power.
During this process, he didn't let even a drop of juice splash on the floor.
With this control power alone, you can see how much progress he has made after practicing the method of cultivating the soul in the secret book of Jiange!
After finishing the preparations, the little boy's clone couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
Immediately, he stretched out his slightly trembling hands and placed them on the old turtle's upper and lower jaws.
"Grandpa Turtle, I'm offended!"
After murmuring softly, the hesitation in the eyes of the little kid's clone was eventually replaced by determination.
The next moment, after forcefully opening the old turtle's mouth, the kid's clone impatiently manipulated the cut pieces and juice of the dragon fruit, pouring them into the old turtle's mouth.
Without much pause, these small pieces and juice flowed straight into the old turtle's mouth and throat and into its belly.
After a while, the little kid's clone let go of his hands and took a few steps back with a rather uneasy expression.
After chopping up a whole dragon fruit, he poured it all into the old turtle's belly.
He has already done what he has to do, and what happens next depends on the old turtle.
"Wang Dazhuang, did you and Chen Xiaozhi just go out in a hurry just to find that red fruit?" Zuo Jie frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment and said, "Is that fruit really useful for Master Xuangui?"
The little kid's clone nodded without thinking: "It will definitely work. This Dragon Transformation Fruit is the spiritual fruit that Grandpa Turtle has been thinking about for more than a hundred years."
"It told me personally that this Dragon Transformation Fruit is a miraculous fruit that takes over the heaven and earth. It can reshape it, evolve its bloodline, and greatly increase its longevity..."
However, looking at the old turtle who was still motionless after eating the dragon fruit, the kid's clone became less and less confident as he spoke, and his voice became softer and softer.
His hands clenched into fists unconsciously, and even though his nails dug into his flesh, he felt nothing at all.
"Mr. Zuo, Grandpa Turtle will be fine, right?"
Zuo Jie rolled his eyes when he heard this, "Hey, I didn't ask you the question first, why did you throw it back to me in the end?"
However, Zuo Jie's expression couldn't help but suffocate when he faced the pitiful and helpless expression on the kid's clone.
Has he ever seen Wang Dazhuang, a dead dog, with such a bewildered expression?
In his impression, this dead dog should obviously look like a careless, heartless rogue.
With a soft breath, Zuo Jie stretched out his rough big hand, gently placed it on the little boy's clone's head, and rubbed his smooth hair: "Wang Dazhuang, don't worry too much, Mr. Xuangui.
it……"
But as soon as the words reached his lips, Zuo Jie swallowed them back.
If he were to tell lies just to comfort Wang Dazhuang, he really couldn't do it.
At this moment, the old turtle, who was lying quietly on the office chair as if sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes.
"Ah... Grandpa Xuangui is awake!" Chen Xiaozhi exclaimed in surprise.
As soon as this statement came out, the entire monitoring hall went into chaos.
"Grandpa Turtle, how are you feeling now? Are you uncomfortable anywhere?" The little boy's clone flashed and appeared in front of the old turtle.
Smiling and shaking his head, the old turtle stared straight at the little kid's clone with kind eyes, as if he wanted to imprint his voice, appearance, and smile in his mind.
After a long time, the old turtle's lips trembled and he said hoarsely: "Wang Da..."
"puff……"
Before he could finish saying the three words "Wang Dazhuang", a sudden change occurred!
At this moment, the kid's clone's mind went blank.